On Hectic Day
Drabble threading with @mathgeekshugarl
Irritation welled in my chest as I had to set down my glass filled almost to the brim with red wine to address whoever it was that was behind my door, knocking on it. With every step I took, a sense of dread filled me to my very core.
Maybe it was like sixth-sense, but I knew that the person on the other side of this door was going to piss me off. Well, what would you know? I was right. I could see my brother through the peephole of the door.
I wanted nothing to do with him right now, but I knew better than that.
“What do you want?”
I knew the tone I gave to my brother just then would earn me a hard thump on the head—and it did. He thumped me with the open part of his palm to my forehead. I couldn’t be bothered with putting up a false persona to greet him with.
He said something about giving him a heads up if he was going to be stood up before he shoved a box into my hands.
Ah—that’s right. I was supposed to come over tonight so we could eat dinner together. When will he realize that I am eating food? I’m not the one with the history, here. I don’t cook for myself, but I have my ways of getting food into my system. Whether it be having someone use my kitchen to prepare a meal, or going out to eat food, I always made sure to eat. I also made sure to sleep well.
I’m not like you, you stupid workaholic. Eating with Shugarl completely slipped my mind considering… what happened a few hours prior with Arashi and I was in no mood. “Sorry, I forgot.”
I give up. He’s only going to be mad with me anyways, so I might as well just own up to it, get scolded and then be set free. To be honest, I am a bit nervous because Shugarl may just pick up on the smell of wine wafting through the air.
I assure you that I don’t plan on becoming an alcoholic so don’t you worry about that. I stood there in the doorway, waiting for it. Shugarl was going to thump me again for forgetting about our scheduled dinner time.












